After leaving Huanyin Island, Chen Lin first used his spatial traversal ability to return to Tianbao Peak. He handed the wall inscriptions Madam Miaoyin had translated to Cheng Lingdie for deciphering, then returned to Duobao Island.
An unexpected turn could come at any moment. He wanted to collect his payment as soon as Xin Yueling and the other two emerged; delay could breed complications.
Everything in the market went on as usual.
Quite a few people were still animatedly discussing Madam Miaoyin's embroidered-ball toss, their expressions full of envy for whoever had caught it.
Although Madam Miaoyin had a taste for handsome men, any cultivator who spent a night of passion with her received tremendous benefits.
Many handsome male cultivators had already benefited this way, leaping like fish through the Dragon Gate. So no matter how poor Madam Miaoyin's reputation became, countless men still flocked to her like ducks, hoping to become guests behind her bedchamber curtains.
Once Chen Lin learned this, Madam White Bone immediately came to mind.
Madam Miaoyin's behavior was rather similar to hers. Unfortunately, Xuanyin True Lord had possessed Madam White Bone using the Soul-Pulling Guide, turning her into his clone, and she had long since perished.
Thinking of Madam White Bone brought all those events from the past back to him.
He thought of Qian Li, one of the few friends he had possessed back then, and wondered whether he was still alive. But Qian Li had formed a yin elixir, so his chances of advancing again were probably slim. Even if he had escaped the Lower Realm, his lifespan would have run out long ago by now.
Then he thought of Zhao Qiankun, the former captain of the Demon-Hunting Squad; Zhang Qingfeng, his neighbor outside Danding City; Huang Yiyi, the talented artifact refiner; the